The weather was lovely today, with bright sunshine.
The East Sea Spirit Pagoda, one of the Eighteen Heavenly Pillars on the continent.
It stood more than a hundred stories tall and rose over four hundred meters. Even in Eastsea City, where high-rises crowded the skyline, it was a landmark.
The Spirit Pagoda's base was octagonal and covered a vast area. Every ten floors, it narrowed inward until it reached the spire at the top.
Even from the outside, it exuded a grand and imposing presence.
Today, Tower Master Xiao stood outside the pagoda in formal attire, personally awaiting his guests.
As the spokesman for the Spirit Pagoda organization across the entire Skysea Alliance's coastal cities, Xiao Wuyan held a lofty position. He was also a powerful Titled Douluo with Three-Word Battle Armor, and one of the most influential figures in the entire Skysea metropolitan area.
Yet now he was lowering himself to personally welcome someone. Just what sort of distinguished person could they be?
The staff who knew a little of the inside story were curious, but none of them were foolish enough to go around asking questions.
At work, you only needed to do your own job. Poking your nose into things and chasing after gossip would catch up with you sooner or later.
Before long, a black, extended soul-guided limousine slowly came to a stop at the entrance.
An attendant hurried to the car and opened the door for the guests, shielding the top of the doorway with his hand.
Three people stepped out: one man and two women.
The woman in front wore a business suit. She was tall and shapely, with full breasts and long, straight legs.
Above her chest, her snow-white shoulders and deep cleavage were exposed.
Her long, purplish-black hair fell down her back,